I can't imagine all the people that you know
And the places that you go when the lights are turned down low
And I don't understand all the things you've seen
But I'm slipping in between you and your big dreams
It's always you in my big dreams
And you tell me that it's over
Wake up lying in a patch of four leaf clover
And you're restless and I'm naked
You've got to get out, you can't stand to see me shaking
No could you let me go, I didn't think so
And you don't want to be here in the future
So you say the present's just a pleasant interruption to the past
And you don't want to look much closer
Cause you're afraid to find out all this hope that you had sent into the sky
By now had crashed and it did because of me
And then you bring me home afraid to find out that you're alone
And I'm sleeping in your living room, but we don't have much room to live
I had these dreams, in them I learned to play guitar
Maybe cross the country, become a rockstar
And there was hope in me that I could take you there
But damn it you're so young but I don't think I care
And if I hurt you then I'm sorry, please don't think that this was easy
And then you bring me home cause we both know what it's like to be alone
And I'm dreaming in your living room but we don't have much room to live
And Konstantine is walking down the stairs
Doesn't she look good standing in her underwear
And I was thinking, what I was thinking
But we've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere
My Konstantine came walking down the stairs
And all that I could do was touch her long blonde hair
And I've been thinking, it hurts me thinking
That these nights when we were drinking
No they never got us anywhere no
This is because I can spell konfusion with a K and I can like it
It's to dying in anothers arms and why I had to try it
It's to Jimmy Eat World and those nights in my car
When the first star you see may not be a star, I'm not your star?
Isn't that what you said, what you thought this song meant
And if this is what it takes just to lie with my mistakes
And live with what I did to you, all the hell I put you through
I always catch the clock, it's 11:11 and now you want to talk
It's not hard to dream you'll always be my Konstantine
My Konstantine they'll never hurt you like I do
No they'll never hurt you like I do no
This is to a girl who got into my head with all the pretty things she did
You know that you keep me up in bed
This is to a girl who got into my head with all these fucked up things I did
Hey maybe baby you could keep me up in bed my Konstantine
You spin around me like a dream we played out on this movie screen
And I said did you know I miss you, did you know I miss you
did you know i miss you, did you know i miss you
did you know i miss you, did you know i miss you
did you know i miss you?
god i miss you
And then you bring me home and we go to sleep but this time not alone no
And you'll kiss me in your living room, I know you miss me in your living room
Cause these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room
We don't have much room, I said does anybody need that room?
Because we all need a little more room to live
my Konstantine
I can't remember the time or place,
or what you were wearing,
it's unclear about how we met,
all I know it was the best conversation that I've ever had,
to this day I never found someone,
with eyes as wide as yours,
I've been searching up and down this coast,
overlooking what I need the most
did you notice I was afraid?
I thought I'd run out of things to say,
two more hours until today burns this away,
and it starts all over again,
the sky will never look the same again,
till you show me how it could be,
the sky will never look the same again,
till you show me how it could be
and everything else is irrelevant,
to the story so far,
a coincidence that you looked like her from afar,
is it true that you like to sleep alone?
Or is it what you just tell everyone?
Did you notice that I was afraid?
I thought I'd run out of things to say
two more hours until today burns this away,
and it starts all over again
the sky will never look the same again,
till you show me how it could be
the sky will never look the same again
till you show me how it could be
and when the world turns over
ill keep my ears to the wall
and when the world turns over
ill keep my feet straight on the ground
Please just give me back my heart
Well it's been too long
And I will burn no more
Tired of all these lies
And elsewhere eyes of yours
So I will scream
And dream of what's to come
Well it's been too long
And I will burn no more
Tired of all these lies
And elsewhere eyes of yours
So I will scream
And dream of what's to come
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This will be (i think) the last time i ask something in my blog, i'm sorry if this bother you, hope you like the original post.
50 followers!
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Your grand dad left home for the circus. He was young just like me,
with hope to explore. He married a girl in Virginia.
She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor.
Your mother was born in December, on the one sunny day that winter gave up.
She had warm summer eyes that flickered like fireflies,
when she stared at the world.
So why do you leave these stories unfinished,
my Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes?
Why do you look when you've already found it?
What did you find that could leave you walking by?
She was raised in a New England village.
Then she moved to LA with her firefly stare,
and you loved sunset strip when it sparkled,
you grew up and you sparkled but why don't you care?
And these nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real,
like that firework over the freeway.
with hope to explore. He married a girl in Virginia.
She could swing the trapeze; they could sleep on the floor.
Your mother was born in December, on the one sunny day that winter gave up.
She had warm summer eyes that flickered like fireflies,
when she stared at the world.
So why do you leave these stories unfinished,
my Cheshire cat doorstop with tears in her eyes?
Why do you look when you've already found it?
What did you find that could leave you walking by?
She was raised in a New England village.
Then she moved to LA with her firefly stare,
and you loved sunset strip when it sparkled,
you grew up and you sparkled but why don't you care?
And these nights I get high just from breathing.
When I lie here with you I'm sure that I'm real,
like that firework over the freeway.
I could stay here all day but that's not how you feel.
So why do you leave these questions unanswered?
The circus awaits and you're already gone.
So why do you leave these questions unanswered?
The circus awaits and you're already gone.
My Cheshire cat doorstop with fear in your smile,
what makes it so easy for you to be walking by?
And what did I do that you can't seem to want me?
Why do we lie here and whisper goodbyes?
Where can I go that your pictures won't haunt me?
What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?
he was a kind hearted man in a hateful world
who caught every thing that life ever hurled
like the oldest mountain he always stood so tall
forever showing what it means to be unbreakable
paycheck to paycheck, 3 jobs a day,
he's the ransom for his family's pain
in the coldest world with the warmest heart,
he puts to shame what you consider hard
he's the man you don't see in the mirror
while the world was screaming death,
he chose a different song to hear
he's the band thats playing while the ship sinks
the song of hope, he forever sings
he taught the sun to shine
now please teach this "son" to shine
how can this world never break
your warm heart in this frigid fucking place?
you're like the river:
always flowing and growing,
never changing; rearranging
how can this world always never take
your solid stance in these turbulent time?
you're like the tree in the burning forest
that never was burned down
and what he said to me was this
"Just love the world that won't love you back"
old man look at my life
i'm nothing like you are
take a look at my life
i'm so very fucking far
from the person i aspire to be
UNBREAKABLE
mayhem
No one believes in you. Nobody cares about your hopes and dreams and what you want to do with your life. No one cares about your accomplishments, or what potential you have. No one thinks that you can do what you set out to do. You will get eyes rolled. You will get smirks and facetious "Good Lucks." People will talk behind your back that you can't make it to your goal.
Appreciate this. Use it as fuel. Burn it in effigy. Condense it into crystalized form, stir it into your coffee and drink it up. The only one that needs to believe in you is YOU. Charge forward in whatever you do with total disregard for the fact that you may fail. When you do fail, try again. All the new age self help toilet fodder is not going to replace you working your absolute ass off. This is free advice, so take it for what it is worth.
I don't believe in you. Prove me wrong and laugh my famous laugh in my face
I'm missing you so much, I'll see you die tonight
Just so I can get to you before the sun will rise
I know the signs are on and I feel this too
None of that ever seems to matter when I'm holding you
And I'm wasting away, away from you.
Just so I can get to you before the sun will rise
I know the signs are on and I feel this too
None of that ever seems to matter when I'm holding you
And I'm wasting away, away from you.
What have I gotten into this time around
I know that I had sworn I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to
You had me at hello.
I've never seen a smile that can light the room like yours
It's simply radiant, I feel more with everyday that goes by
I watch the clock so I can make my timing just right
Would it be okay?
Would it be okay if I took your breath away?
And I'm wasting away, away from you.
What have I gotten into this time around
I know that I had sworn I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to
You had me at hello
You gave me butterflies at the mailbox
I know that I had sworn I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to
You had me at hello.
I've never seen a smile that can light the room like yours
It's simply radiant, I feel more with everyday that goes by
I watch the clock so I can make my timing just right
Would it be okay?
Would it be okay if I took your breath away?
And I'm wasting away, away from you.
What have I gotten into this time around
I know that I had sworn I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to
You had me at hello
You gave me butterflies at the mailbox
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